Translator: Storm in a Teacup

  Stunned, Xuan Lingzi stared at the hand that dropped, trying to figure out what happened. He reached out to Luo Jianqing’s hand again. This time, fingers crossed, he held the hand firmly and tightly, just like what he did dozens of years ago when he was teaching the kid how to practice sword playing.

  “Jianqing, I will bring you back home.”


  He stood up, holding Luo Jianiqngin his arms.

  On the wind roaring Duan Qing Cliff, hundreds of righteous cultivators were watching them in astonishment. Suddenly, someone shouted, “You’ve kissed his corpse! How could you do that? He was your disciple. You guys were ince-”


  Whiz!

  A beam of golden sword light pierced through his body, the cultivator who accused Xuan Lingzi was now breathless.

  Other cultivators burst into an uproar. Some were saying “this is incest”; some were saying “so disgusting”; some were saying “Master Xuan Lingzi, he is dead. Let it go”; some were saying “is Xuan Lingzi crazy? What’s the point of standing at the opposite side of the righteous rules for a dead person?”.

  Then, they all lost their life in beams of Sword Light which contained tremendous hatred.

  The whole cliff was now lifeless, except Xuan Lingzi who was holding his beloved one, and a stupefied Li Xiuchen.

  Staring at his second disciple blankly, Xuan Lingzi didn’t utter a word.

  Voice trembling, Li Xiuchen explained, “Master, Great…… Great Senior Brother regretted what he had done, so he asked for death himself.”


  Xuan Lingzi still looked at him, without any expression.

  “Master, Great Senior Brother had fallen to Fiend. He killed all of these righteous cultivators today! You came to the Duan Qing Cliff to put an end to this matter and punish him. He massacred all of them. It had nothing to do with you!”


  Xuan Lingzi still kept silent.

  Gritting his teeth, Li Xiuchen said, “Master, you have to wake up! Great Senior Brother has died! You need to……”


  “Shut up!”


  A wisp of Sword Light zipped past Li Xiuchen’s cheek. He was too scared to speak again.

  Xuan Lingzi embosomed the young man in his arms, pressing his cheek to the visage which was already lifelessly cold. Gently robbing against the pale skin, the Master mumbled again and again as if he was trying to hypnotize himself. “No. He is not dead. He is still alive…… he is…… still alive. We are going home together…… together……”
……

  In the tiny bamboo house, what happened in their last life dyed Xuan Lingzi’s eyes scarlet. The Internal Demons overcast his heart. He bit Luo Jianqing’s lips, leaned forward, and unexpectedly pushed Luo Jianqing down. One on top of the other, they fell on the bed.

  While Luo Jianqing was still in a daze, Xuan Lingzi’s finger tips drew a line leading to his disciple’s thighs.

  It started with a kiss. He kissed him. He kissed back. He fondled him. He moaned with delight. He stripped him. He was tamed like a deer. He yearned for him. He bit his lips. He entered him. He arched his back.

  Holding back the desire of filling Luo Jianiqng with cum, Xuan Lingzi decided to end this craziness. While he finished the spell, Luo Jianqing thought himself might die drowning in the sea of lust.

  The Master was about to get out of his disciple’s body gently, but Luo Jianqing stopped him. The latter pounced him and sealed his lips with his own. They fell on the bed again and started a wet kiss. Without the manipulation of Internal Demon, Xuan Lingzi was a little bit shy. Luo Jianqing sat on his Master’s thighs, kissing him wildly.

  When the kiss finally ended, Luo Jianqing smiled and mumbled, “Wu Yin, Wu Yin……”


  Raising his eyes to look at his disciple on top of himself, Xuan Lingzi mumbled. “Jianqing……”


  Their eyes met in the air. At last, they started another round.

  Cultivating for more than three hundred years, Xuan Lingzi never experienced such a thing. Though enjoying flirting with his Master, Luo Jianqing was, indeed, still a virgin. The two fresh lovers spent their whole lewd day on the bed. Luo Jianqing, unsurprisingly, was the first man down. He was so tired and fell asleep as soon as Xuan Lingzi finally let him go. The Master embraced him, finger tips connecting to the Sword Seal between his eyebrows, delivering his Spiritual Power.

  When the first beam of sunshine broke through the window, Luo Jianqing woke up and the first thing he did was riding on top of Xuan Lingzi.

  Cultivator’s energy was beyond commoners’ imagination. Luo Jianqing had stayed at Yu Xiao Peak for seven days ever since he came back to Tai Hua Mountain. On the seventh day, Hao Xingzi sent Zuo Yunmo to bring Luo Jianqing to Cang Shuang Peak in order to report his journey during these months. That finally called a halt for the lustful days of the Master and the disciple.

  Dressed up properly, Luo Jianqing intentionally chose a high-collar white robe to cover the hickeys on his neck. When he finished, he saw Xuan Lingzi standing beside the window and gazing at the firmament, already with his clothes on. Luo Jianqing was a little dazed. If the smell of desire wasn’t wafting among the room, he almost believed that the past seven days were only a dream, and his Master was still that aloofand unworldly cultivator.

  Chuckling, Luo Jianqing said, “Master, I wonder how many female cultivators are beguiled by your aloof and detached appearance, like, I remember that the Great Elder of the Fei Hua Sect once……”


  Irritated, Xuan Lingzi yelled, “Jianqing!”


  Luo Jianqing escaped before Xuan Lingzi caught him.

  Soon, he arrived at the gate of Yu Xiao Peak and followed Zuo Yunmo to Cang Shuang Peak.

  It was indeed a strange thing that Luo Jianqing – who was now surprisingly energetic – sensed an increase on his cultivation base, given that they had had a quite ‘wild’ week. Achieving the middle-stage Nascent Soul Period several days ago, he didn’t even spend time on seclusion, but the truth was that, after couple cultivating with Xuan Lingzi, his cultivation almost reached the late-stage Nascent Soul Period.

  Though Zuo Yunmo couldn’t detect the growth of Luo Jianqing’s cultivation base, he felt the reinforced power contained in Luo Jianqing’s body. Eyes glittering, Zuo Yunmo asked, “Great Senior Brother, seems like you’ve improved your cultivation into another level. I remember when we met seven days ago your cultivation base wasn’t as solid as this.”


  Luo Jianqing blushed. “I’ve been cultivating assiduously after I went back to Yu Xiao Peak.”


  Zuo Yunmo didn’t ask anything else.

  No such seclusion could bring as much benefit as couple-cultivation with a Deity Transformation Period cultivator.

  While Luo Jianqing and Xuan Lingzi were couple-cultivating, Luo Jianqing was surely to reap lots of benefits. That did not necessarily mean that Xuan Lingzi wouldn’t get anything from it, but compared with what Luo Jianqing got, the Master’s cultivation only increased a little. If they prolonged the couple-cultivation for a few more days, there was no doubt that Luo Jianqing could achieve late-stage Nascent Soul Period!

  Arriving at Cang Shuang Peak, Luo Jianqing reported his journey in detail as well as how they defeated the Fiend Cultivator who killed a hundred innocent people. Hearing this, Hao Xingzi commented, “Gui Yuan Sect has sent message regarding the same thing. Jianqing, you’ve dealt with this matter quite well, but you have to remember that if you encounter such thing in the future, I don’t want to see you get yourself in danger again. Even if it means that the Fiend Cultivator might get away with it unharmed, you need to ensure your safety first.”


  Luo Jianqing nodded.

  He left Cang Shuang Peak as soon as possible and returned to Yu Xiao Peak. In a lightning speed, he flitted toward his home and couldn’t wait to see his lover, but when he saw Hao Ming Peak, he came to a sudden halt.

  Luo Jianqing frowned and changed his direction. Landing on the Hao Ming Peak, he beckoned a disciple and asked him a question.

  “Li Xiuchen? Brother Li left for gaining experience, and he hasn’t come back yet.”


  Without asking any other question, Luo Jianqing got back to Yu Xiao Peak. Opening the door, he saw his Master sitting there reading a book. Noticing his arrival, Xuan Lingzi put the book back to the shelf as quickly as possible. Luo Jianqing found it strange, but didn’t think too much.

  He walked toward his Master and stopped right in front of him. “Master, how can we kill Li Xiuchen?”


  Xuan Lingzi was stunned.